Chapter 1630: Mo Tingshen Is Mine

“I’ll just spill the beans on you!”

“Mo Tingshen knows too. He knows what I’ve got my hands on. After all, when the trial was held back then, he hired a lawyer to protect you because there was no direct evidence. But I have it. I have the evidence of your premeditated murder.”

“He knows, so—”

“That’s why he married me.”

The recording ended, and Chu Yao coincidentally finished her coffee. She pressed her phone and placed it face down on the table.

Then, she looked at Qiao Man with a smile.

“You… how could you…” Qiao Man was incredulous.

“How could I record it, right?” Chu Yao retorted, her lips slightly curved up, though she was smiling, her eyes gradually turned cold, “But you messed with a madwoman. How daring of you to threaten me.”

Qiao Man: “…”

“I don’t care who Mo Tingshen marries. He can marry anyone; it doesn’t matter to me. I moved to the Capital City not because I’m scared of anyone or avoiding anyone. You all together don’t weigh enough in my eyes.”

“But you should never, ever use Mo Tingshen to threaten me.”

“Do you know he’s my bottom line?”

Qiao Man: “You—”

“Don’t speak yet.” Chu Yao gestured, “Don’t interrupt my performance.”

“Let me be direct with you: you can threaten me, but you can’t use him to threaten me. It annoys me. Originally, if you hadn’t been making trouble, you would have smoothly married Mo Tingshen today. Who told you to act foolishly and raise your nose at me?”

“Aside from my darling, I’ve spoiled no one. Who do you think you are?”

“Mo Tingshen is mine. When I want him, he comes at my call. When I don’t, he rolls away with a kick. He can marry anyone; as long as he has someone by his side, even if he’s a piece of Monk Tang’s meat, I won’t bite. I flirt with him because he enjoys playing ambiguous games with me. Don’t project your dirty thoughts onto me. I’ve never slept with him in all these years.”

“Thanks to your stimulating phone call.”

“Otherwise, I wouldn’t have bothered calling him back.”

Qiao Man was dazed, still stuck on the recording issue. As Chu Yao spoke more, she listened with growing anger, an embarrassed rage.

“What do you mean by telling me all this?”

“Are you planning to show the recording to Tingshen!”

“Ha!” Chu Yao sneered, “I disdain using such tactics. Haven’t you understood yet?”

She placed her cutlery properly, her hands laid horizontally in front and gazed at Qiao Man, “I’m telling you, I want Mo Tingshen. You have no chance.”

“How could you! You’re the Xiao San, you stole my man!”

Chu Yao raised an eyebrow. She regretted not recording the entire conversation earlier to loop it by Qiao Man’s ear!

Is she an idiot?

Or is she selectively ignoring and only hears what she wants to hear.

Chu Yao decided to give her the big revelation, “Last night, I slept with Mo Tingshen.”

“Chu Yao!”

Qiao Man’s scream broke off, “You did it on purpose! Are you trying to drive me to my death!”

“That’s all I have to say. I came to see you to give you an explanation, so you can understand. We’re all adults here; it’s just a matter of fighting over a man. Ultimately, who he ends up with isn’t determined by us arguing here. Mo Tingshen is at my place now. If you still don’t believe it, I’ll give you the address, and you can go ask him yourself.”

Chu Yao sent Feisheng’s address to Qiao Man, raising her phone to hint her to check it.